Gift with a Golden Gun - Live
It's a twelve o'clock depression
My mind is in recession, and I can't answer you
It's the day I can't remember
I think it's late September, or is it April blue, yeah?
I can't find (I can't find) peace of mind (peace of mind)
In a world so unkind
It's just a little heartbreaker
Just a little heartbreaker, yeah
It's a sticky situation when I'm near hallucination
And I refuse to bow
They used to think me funny when I promised them their money
But they're not laughing now
I can't find (I can't find) peace of mind (peace of mind)
Then she calls me just in time
She's a gift with a golden gun, and she's got them on the run
She's a gift with a golden gun, 'cause she knows what they've done
I can't find (I can't find) peace of mind (peace of mind)
Then she calls me just in time
She's a gift with a golden gun, and she's got them on the run
She's a gift with a golden gun, 'cause she knows what they've done
Just what they've done, done, done, done, done
What they've done, done, done, done, done
Just what they've done, done, done, done, done
(Whoa, oh-oh-oh, oh)
(Whoa, oh-oh-oh, oh)
(Whoa, oh-oh-oh, oh)
(Whoa, oh-oh-oh, oh)
My mind is in recession, and I can't answer you
It's the day I can't remember
I think it's late September, or is it April blue, yeah?
I can't find (I can't find) peace of mind (peace of mind)
In a world so unkind
It's just a little heartbreaker
Just a little heartbreaker, yeah
It's a sticky situation when I'm near hallucination
And I refuse to bow
They used to think me funny when I promised them their money
But they're not laughing now
I can't find (I can't find) peace of mind (peace of mind)
Then she calls me just in time
She's a gift with a golden gun, and she's got them on the run
She's a gift with a golden gun, 'cause she knows what they've done
I can't find (I can't find) peace of mind (peace of mind)
Then she calls me just in time
She's a gift with a golden gun, and she's got them on the run
She's a gift with a golden gun, 'cause she knows what they've done
Just what they've done, done, done, done, done
What they've done, done, done, done, done
Just what they've done, done, done, done, done
(Whoa, oh-oh-oh, oh)
(Whoa, oh-oh-oh, oh)
(Whoa, oh-oh-oh, oh)
(Whoa, oh-oh-oh, oh)
Credits
Writer(s): David Paich, Bobby Kimball
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